I saw a human-sized clown with a knife. I SAW IT! I screamed really loudly and the clown was coming closer and closer. He could stab me any mment, but when his knife came to my neck, he vanished. Just like that.

Greg knocked from the "connecting wall" because our house is connected.

"Is everything okay?" I then blushed, could I tell him that I saw a killer clown which disappeared? He must think I have gone nuts.

"Yeah," I answered.

I decided to go to the advisory building, which is a place for people which need someone to talk to or have good advice. When I went to the building, there was an old woman. I told her what happened.

"It must be your imagination, dear." She replied.

This can't be. So I sulkily walked back home. I was fairly sure that it was real because of my dreams and daydreaming. This can be true, as my mom told me that anything is possible. But how can this happen?

When I turned the block, I saw this Mr. Turner which I saw yesterday.

"Good morning Ms. Lucia." His face relaxed, but I knew that he had something that he wanted to tell me.

"Well, I was going to tell you this information yesterday. But your friend was here, so I couldn't tell you. So..." He stopped mid-sentence.

I turned around and I saw Greg coming.

"You're parents are finding you. Where were you?" He asked.

Mr. Turner quietly walked away.

"I can't tell her again." He muttered, "Poor girl, she doesn't know what's on her."